Its almost every night now,
That I fall into your arms and sink below the waves of the fragrance of your soul.....
That I taste the charm of your kiss and be mesmerized to heaven....
That I am on fire with just the sparks of your eyes and turns down ashes in your arms....
That I forget to wake up from the beautiful dream,the only time when we are together.....

Gazing the stars she realised,
She was the warrior because he was was her armor....
She was the greatest hoofer because he was her power...
She was blooming because he was her keeper...
But little did she knew...,
He was that all because she was his angel...

From chous of my heart one sound I see,
Which leads to you and down it leen.....
Behind the darkest cloud,you are my paradise.,
Where there is no cliff of pain crushing me,
Only your warm hand to embrace.....
The mystic sound of your breezing heart and the chiming of breath,
Makes my soul weak.....

She never reveled the crunch running through her veins..
She never snivel the ugly pain caused by that touch..
Keeping it inside, facing the mores, always keept the spirit spirit full of life..,Spirit full of bliss...,
Nobody never knew the titanic hidden inside her.
Titanic of grief...Titanic of torture...
Afraid of the talks which might have been made by people
Keept her tongue-tied..
That touch of beast never went off her body
But enduringly took away her soul.
Now what left is the empty body
Without warmth of any zeal..., without a tinch of joy...
That one night.....Gave her the kiss of death.
Today,she is alive only in the cage of thew coz the soul was murdered a million years ago...

Those were the eyes,
full of pretty big lies...
Those were the smiles,
which never were mine.
Those were the steps,
timidly running towards the West...
Still my heart run towards her.
Coz her heart is pure and soul divine...

What if the sun cries for you....
What if the sea dries for you....
What if the wind around sings your melodious name..
No matter what it does ,
No matter what it feels..
In pleasantry of your, in the message of ours,
lies the beautiful truth of this thread...
No matter what change happens in this world ,
we were the one ,
we are still the same....

Vivid blimp,frisky ardor...
Invisible giggles,hidden behind the doors..
Were the adorable the days of this arid life..
None wants to gain the experience of this nasty world,
but can't fight back the done deals of barbarous sphere....

From the riding dinosaur to the fighting dragon,
From the gramps dream to the child's wagon.
Every drop of this aura sings a melody of life,
Healing power of music mesmerises us all and leads us to light......

People think that she is tight-lipped,
May be they are right,may be they are wrong,
Or may be she is just a person with the grimy past
with urge to tell,with a urge to forget...
Judging and crushing her at every step won't be enough,
She will keep on facing this barbarous world with the mask of sunshine smile with the darkest nightmare behind....
Because grave is never the end of evil...